The Honour of the House Page #4

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I have no time. I will pay

a thousand crowns.

Then I never want to hear

from this institute.

Please. If only for your father.

Rannveig you must eat. If

not you will die..

She's hasn't spoken for days.

This dose will help you sleep.

Don't, please don't Rannveig!

Don't, don't do it!

Hans, did you hurt yourself?

How a day of joy could turn

into a gloomy day.

I'm not surprised she hid

herself from her sister.

She let time heal her

wounds, as ruins grow over.

One has to have a unique

temperament to forgive.

Enjoy your meal. You might

like these magazines.

I was only trying to be nice

and bring her something.

You both know that what

I did was for her own good.

Jesus, the burdens that

I have to carry!

Please stop weeping. It is

so boring to listen to it.

You should've gotten me

that loan back then.

Now I have six of them.

Six little buggers.

It would've been easier to

repay six passages,

but now it's going to eight!

We are all going to die here,

thanks to God, your father,

and your brother-in-law.

I feel sorry for you.

I really do.

I wish I could start

from scratch.

Yes. The same idea has

crossed my mind.

We only live once.

How are you and what

brings you up and about?

For how long are you going

to keep this up?

You refuse to greet me in

the middle of the street.

Is that you?

Should we?

Come with me.

You are right,

we only live once.

Horrible. How can he feed

all those mouths?

You have had enough to drink.

Go home!

Isn't there anyone to help

these people out?

Andres? Well he is skilled

with his hands and has...

I want go move to Reykjavk.

Dear Rannveig...

And do what?

What are you going to do

in Reykjavik?

I want to set up a

handicrafts school.

After all, that is what I do

best and have to offer.

Oh no, Rannveig dear,

don't leave us again...

You are asked to come to

a family meeting.

Have a nice trip!

You will hear from master

builder Andersen in Winnipeg.

Good-bye everybody and may

God be with you.

All gossip about Andreas and

Rannveig will stop.

We have asked Gsli Gslason

to help us out.

He will assume responsibility

of the child.

You are so big-bellied. We

have no other choice.

This is not ideal, but he is a

promising young man and

more civilised than other

fishermen in the village.

Ask Gsli to come downstairs.

You move into Bjrn's

office to begin with.

He is going to move out

his things.

Gsli, please come in. Bjrn

you've got the rings.

Come in.

What can I do for you, my child?

We need to talk.

You will have to come later.

I am busy.

I have to speak to you.

Since you control this God

forsaken place.

Both the church and

our livelihood.

My daughter's getting

married on Saturday.

I'm in the middle of the

wedding speech.

As the deacon can see

I'm nearly due.

Yes, what can I do about that?

I assume someone else

is more responsible?

Responsible? I'll be damned

if someone isn't.

Who's the father then?

Who else than that Gsli?

What Gsli?

That damn Gsli who

sometimes works for you.

And now I've been kicked

out my shack.

Where am I supposed

to have the kid?

Out in the field with the

sheep? Shall I start grazing?

You daughter is pregnant,

But not by Gsli!

You taught me Christianity.

It's not Christian to steal

that damned bum from me?

I don't even have a bed nor

anyone I can turn to.

But the Deacon's daughter

has got the Deacon's house.

And the People on top of that.

Stop that whining, and

listen to me.

I'll give you one

thousand crowns.

More money than you have

ever seen in your live.

Then I'll find you a place

to stay in Reykjavik.

I don't want your bloody

money. I want my Gsli.

I can prove that Andres

is the father.

I'm going to

tell it to everyone.

On the authority of Almighty God

I hereby declare you man

and wife. Amen.

You may kiss the bride.

Congratulations!

What is more scandalous to

have a child out of wedlock

or to marry and idiot.

And it was done with

your blessing.

But has it helped her?

She is to be named Katrn.

Katrn Hans-daughter.

She's so sickly looking.

No she is so beautiful.

- I can't sleep.

- Please..

Nothing can erase the shame

Rannveig's brought upon us.

What do you mean?

To disgrace us by becoming

pregnant again.

Please...

It is not the end of the world.

And marry this idiot on

top of everything.

We are the laughing-stocks

of the village.

She chose him herself.

I am forty years old and my

sister is destroying me.

And what do you intend to do?

I want a fence put up

between the houses.

A high enough fence.

It is such a disgrace,

That I shall never

speak to her again.

Everyone thinks it's

Hans'child. Go to sleep.

Why all this anxiety

all the time?

This whole matter is taking

a dear toll on my health.

I have to go to Copenhagen

and recuperate!

Copenhagen! You are a

married woman and mother.

Are you going to leave us to

bed down in Copenhagen!

With whom, by the way?

Good-buy darlings, and behave!

Good-bye.

And have a good trip.

Mamma will return soon.

My little cuddly delicacy.

And why could Rannveig

not have her baby in peace.

All children are welcome

in Iceland,

and most of them are born

outside of wedlock.

God only knows what Thurd

is doing now in Copenhagen.

Thank you for tonight. Goodbye.

Congratulation with the

performance.

Thurd, what a surprise!

You were outstanding.

No the performance was so so.

You were so outstanding

on the scene!

Now what is new in Iceland?

How's your little sister?

What if I were to invite you

to dinner in my hotel?

Right now?

Yes, it's all been arranged...

Good-day. What are you

doing in this storm?

Is father not with you?

No, he was feeble this

morning and is in bed.

I'll join you home.

Bjrn must be ill. The

children had not been fed.

I gave them our leftovers.

Where are you coming from?

From old Gunna's. She has

pneumonia.

I put a hot poultice on her.

A letter came from your

sister today.

And? Is everything all right?

She's gradually improving.

She went to the Kristensen's

for a visit and met Viggo.

Thurd is of course under

constant medical attention.

Are you leaving?

My wife and children are

probably worried.

You told me last night your

wife doesn't understand you.

There were too many

drinks last night.

We are still married. Good-

bye and thank you.

You told me something

else last night.

I haven't told you all.

My sister Rannveig...

Thurd! I'm sorry!

My Goodness.

Hans, you must fetch the

doctor for Katrn.

What... now?

Go away.

Get the hell away!

Who is it?

Hans.

What do you want?

The doctor.

What is wrong?

Katrin is sick.

He is not here.

Where is he?

He is on housecall to

the Deacons House.

The deacon is weak. Get

Rannveig. She can help you.

When Thurd arrives she has

been away for eleven months.

I don't believe her sickness.

And her House is like a

ship without a keel.

I can no longer deal with

these things.

Was it Viggo all the time?

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